The history of The Old Testament In verse With One Hundred and Eighty sculptures: In Two Volumes. Vol. I. From the Creation to the Revolt of the Ten Tribes from the House of David. Vol. II. From that Revolt to the End of the Prophets. Written by Samuel Wesley ... The Cuts done by J. Sturt |
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 | The history of The Old Testament In verse |  |
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CCLIV. AMOS.
In
Tekoah's wide Grove, beneath a Shade,
By mingled Sycamines and Cedars made,
As AMOS sate, the brouzing Herds to guard,
Amid the trembling Leaves a Voice he heard;
The Voice of God, which sends him far away,
And bids him thus to list'ning Nations say.
By mingled Sycamines and Cedars made,
As AMOS sate, the brouzing Herds to guard,
Amid the trembling Leaves a Voice he heard;
The Voice of God, which sends him far away,
And bids him thus to list'ning Nations say.
Nor Prophet was I born, nor Prophet bred,
A Stranger to the College, meanly read
In all the Learning of the mighty Dead;
My Care, the bloating Flocks and lowing Herd,
Till call'd by God, and to this Work preferr'd;
Upon the great important Message sent,
To bid the lost degen'rate Land repent.
A Stranger to the College, meanly read
In all the Learning of the mighty Dead;
My Care, the bloating Flocks and lowing Herd,
Till call'd by God, and to this Work preferr'd;
Upon the great important Message sent,
To bid the lost degen'rate Land repent.
The Lord from his own sacred Mount will roar,
As a fierce Lion rouz'd from Jordan's Shore:
Tremble the Vallies at the dreadful Noise,
And Carmel's verdant Top shall wither at his Voice.
As a fierce Lion rouz'd from Jordan's Shore:
Tremble the Vallies at the dreadful Noise,
And Carmel's verdant Top shall wither at his Voice.
O fair Damascus! thy Beth-Eden mourn!
Thy Captives never, never shall return:
Ashdod and Ekron must with Gaza fall,
Nor antient Tyre shall save her tott'ring Wall.
Thy Captives never, never shall return:
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Nor antient Tyre shall save her tott'ring Wall.
My Sword obdurate Edom shall pursue,
Who his did in his Brother's Blood imbrue.
Who his did in his Brother's Blood imbrue.
Inhuman Ammon's Avarice and Rage,
In conquer'd Gilead spar'd nor Sex nor Age:
They, to her last Recesses Nature chase,
And seize and murther all the coming Race.
Thus Rabbah wou'd her Fields enlarge in vain,
Too weak her ancient Limits to maintain:
Behold her Walls and stately Houses flame!
Heark! what loud warlike Shouts her Sack proclaim!
Tempestuous Whirlwinds round her Turrets roar,
Her King, her haughty Princes are no more.
In conquer'd Gilead spar'd nor Sex nor Age:
They, to her last Recesses Nature chase,
And seize and murther all the coming Race.
Thus Rabbah wou'd her Fields enlarge in vain,
Too weak her ancient Limits to maintain:
Behold her Walls and stately Houses flame!
Heark! what loud warlike Shouts her Sack proclaim!
Tempestuous Whirlwinds round her Turrets roar,
Her King, her haughty Princes are no more.
On Moab's Cruelty shall Vengeance wait;
Just Plagues attend her, and an equal Fate:
O Kirioth! see thy Flames invade the Sky,
And Moab shall with Shouts and Tumults die.
Just Plagues attend her, and an equal Fate:
O Kirioth! see thy Flames invade the Sky,
And Moab shall with Shouts and Tumults die.
Apostate Israel shall with Judah mourn,
Nor will the Lord from his fierce Anger turn:
My Statutes they forget, my Laws despise,
And like their Fathers follow after Lies.
Ingrate, unjust, intemperate and profane,
They trust their Bow, their Horses trust in vain,
SAMARIA falls; fair Sion's lofty Tow'r,
Behold, her Doom is fix'd, behold just Flames devour!
Nor will the Lord from his fierce Anger turn:
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And like their Fathers follow after Lies.
Ingrate, unjust, intemperate and profane,
They trust their Bow, their Horses trust in vain,
SAMARIA falls; fair Sion's lofty Tow'r,
Behold, her Doom is fix'd, behold just Flames devour!
| The history of The Old Testament In verse | |